i'm trying to write quickly while the baby naps..
he's eight weeks old now, can you believe that? last weekend he rolled over all by himself. he's only done it once, and it was from his stomach to his back, but still....he did it. he's getting better at holding his head up by himself, and he can smile and actually mean it... heh, he's ticklish...
he's starting to sleep for longer stretches at nite... longer meaning four hours at a time... and that's only sometimes... last nite he was super fussy and never slept for more than two hours at a time. now that it's daytime though, watch...he'll sleep for five hours straight. just to fuck with me. heheh. let's face it though...he's not gonna start sleeping thru the nite until we switch him to formula. which is gonna be soon, cos i have a sneaking suspicion that i'm gonna get called back to work in the next couple of weeks.
that'll suck ballz.
i don't wanna go back to work. i don't wanna leave julian.
but you gotta make the money, eh??
i am, as always, the lone optimist in the house...which is fucked up beyond belief. ME being the optimist. but things are starting to look up...workwise...for dave. hopefully. and when i go back to work, at least it'll mean some extra cash. unemployment shore ain't much. but it's better than nothing.
see, there i go again...
i'm starting to get heavily annoyed with days of our lives. this is the downside of being home every day and only having two channels. there's this guy on here who's addicted to painkillers, but no one ever refers to them as anything but "drugs". it's always "GIVE ME THE DRUGS!!" or "i can't believe you're taking these drugs, john!" or "what? john's addicted to drugs? that doesn't seem like john! john would never take drugs!"
COME ON, AT LEAST MAKE UP SOME KIND OF NAME FOR THEM! ZYLOXEFAN OR TRIPTOPHELOPHYLOPHYLEZINE or something. ANYTHING!!
aargh.
so.........yeah.
julian goes to see the wizard on monday...he gets his two-month shots. he's not gonna be happy about that. then i have an appointment with oz on thursday. i'm a couple of weeks late, i was supposed to go for my postpartum after six weeks. but who has the time, eh? so after this appt i should be cleared to go ahead and do the nasty again. maybe that would ease some of the tension in this house. though, to be honest, i don't really feel physically ready for it. i'm still bleeding a little bit and having a few other problems and i just.....i just don't wanna. maybe in another couple of weeks.
i'm not looking forward to resuming the period cycles....haha.
anywho.........i better check on julian and finish some of this laundry. yeah yeah..........i'm a frickin housewife stay-at-home mom. wow. and i watch daytime tv. and i drive a brand new suv. but if you see me in that brand new suv and the windows are down.......you can bet you won't be hearing soft rock.
ps.....what is with billy corgan??? the man really has gone nuts. i love him, but yeah...he's a fuckin nutcase. ah well.
